Yesterday, it was Yana and Matthew's birthday. Usually, I make something or give coupons to the kids for their birthday. The saga of stuff was still hanging in the air. Yana forgave me for my tirade; I forgave her for her make-up sponges. I wanted Yana and Matthew to have a nice birthday. A nice birthday doesn't necessarily mean more nice stuff.
Again, I started thinking about the stuff that we have accumulated in Spain. Then I thought about what else we have "accumulated" or gained in Spain ... friends. We have met some really great friends in Spain.
I decided to have a (surprise) party for Matthew and Yana with friends that we have met in Spain. I sent out invitations by email. We couldn't clean before the party because that would give away the surprise (good excuse). Maria did give Matthew a coupon to have a "clean house" for his birthday. She swept, vacuumed, and organized a bit.
The plan was for Matthew to go and pick up Yana from Rafa and Isabel's house where Yana was helping with the children. He kept dilly-dallying around past the time I thought he would leave. He didn't know that people were to arrive within a few minutes. Finally, he left.
Apparently, they dilly-dallied at Rafa and Isabel's house too. Rafa and Isabel acted non-chalant. Isabel and the kids in their swimming suits and Rafa casually chatting with Matthew. Isabel called me the moment that Matthew and Yana left on their bikes.
Matthew and Yana arrived home to one of the greatest gifts of all ... friends.
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